"Junior brother, just look at it." Xiao Shusheng smiled slightly and kept it a secret.

With confusion, Li Muran read the books introduced by Shusheng Xiao.

Not long after, Li Muran understood the meaning of the other party's words.

It turns out that these scriptures do mention many monks who appear at night, but these monks have one common characteristic - they are all stolen practices.

The so-called thief cultivator is a type of monk who specializes in robbing robbers and killing people and robbing treasures. Such monks usually have certain strength and means, are good at lurking and are cruel and ruthless. Once there are cultivators who are single or have a lower strength, they will be ambushed by them.

Perhaps most of the stolen practices are left without a trace, and no one knows their identity. But the famous and surnamed practitioners mentioned in the classics are of course exposed and eventually captured by masters, and the ending is naturally very miserable.

Li Muran laughed silently and tried every means to find clues, but found these irrelevant content. However, the stories recorded in these classics made Li Muran feel the turbulent and turbulent clouds in the world of immortal cultivation in advance.

A day passed quickly. After the sky was dark, the library was about to close, so Li Muran had to leave reluctantly.

That night, Li Muran rested for a long time, and early the next morning, he went to the library to read books.

Li Muran loves books by nature. For three days, he spent three spirit stones and read a large number of classics in the library, but still couldn't find the information he wanted most.

He even found several books that specifically introduce various ancestral orifices of divine lights, but none of them mentioned his divine lights - weak during the day, but shine like the entire night sky at night.

However, he still gained a lot of other information related to practice, so these three spirit stones are not a waste.

The three spirit stones exchanged with Xiao Shusheng were used up, and Li Muran had to consider going to the market to exchange for more spirit stones.

"Are you going to Pingnangufang City?" When Li Muran handled the procedures for entering and exiting the mountain gate to Qingfengzi, Qingfengzi was stunned at first, and then smiled and said, "It's good to go see the world, but with your wealth, I'm afraid you can't buy anything."

Qingfengzi did not make things difficult for him, so he gave Li Muran a token with pleasure. With this token, he could leave the mountain gate and go to the market, but he had to come back within one day.

Before leaving, Qingfengzi also reminded: "Junior Brother Zhao, come back early, don't forget the time. There are so many people around the market, and there will be many troubles after dark."

"Yes, thank you for the reminder of Senior Brother Qingfeng!" Li Muran bowed and walked down the mountain quickly.

...

"Kuanglu Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and there are four major immortal cultivation sects located here, collectively known as the Four Sects of Kuanglu. To talk about these four Sects of Kuanglu, we have to mention the Four Saints of Kuanglu that were once famous more than a thousand years ago!"

On the way to Pingnan Valley, two young men in Taoist robes walked with each other, the younger one was Li Muran; the other was a fellow disciple he happened to meet when he was out of the mountain gate, named Qing Yuanzi.

Both of them were going to Pingnan Fangcheng City, so they naturally walked together. Qing Yuanzi was familiar with each other, so on the way, they talked to Li Muran about the origin of Pingnan Gucheng City.

"Junior Brother Zhao, do you know who are the four saints of Kuanglu?" Qing Yuanzi asked with a smile.

Li Muran could not answer this question a few days ago, but he has read a lot of classics in the library these days, but he has seen more than once about the Four Saints of Kuanglu.

Li Muran replied: "It seems to refer to the four ancestors, namely Dan Saint, Sword Saint, Talisman and Saint Monk."

"Yes," Qing Yuanzi nodded and said, "It was these four ancestors. Among them, the Sword Saint is a Confucian scholar; the Dan Saint is a stunning female cultivator; the Fu Saint is a Taoist priest, that is, the founding master of our Yuanfu Sect; the Holy Monk is naturally a Taoist monk. The four major immortal cultivation sects of Kuanglu: the Sword Spirit Sect, the Danxin Sect, the Yuanfu Sect and the Daming Temple were founded by the Four Saints of Kuanglu."

"At that time, monsters were still rampant, and it was called the Land of the Southern Wilderness. The Four Saints led their disciples to follow them to kill demons and eliminate demons, pacify the Southern Wilderness, create four sects, and establish a thousand-year-old great cause. The valley where countless wars broke out was named after "Pingnan". Later, the market was also built here."

"The four sects originally only accepted scholars, Taoists, female cultivators and monks, and later they gradually recruited lay disciples..."

Qing Yuanzi was quite talkative. He talked and laughed with Li Muran, chatted while walking, and his feet were not slow. After an hour or two, he finally arrived at Pingnan Valley.

"There is the market there!" Qing Yuanzi said, pointing to the layers of hills not far away. Li Muran looked along where he pointed, but accidentally saw a ray of light flashing above his head.

Looking closely, a man in white robe was flying with a thin sword, passing by a silver sword light. The man was extremely fast. Before Li Muran could see carefully, the man fell in front of the market in the distance, probably entering the market.

"That's the senior of the Sword Spirit Sect!" Qingyuanzi said, with a look of admiration and envy.

The two continued to move forward. After approaching the market, Li Muran saw several people falling from the sky one after another. They were not flying with swords, but riding on a paper crane about the size of meter.

After they fell, they would turn the paper crane into a talisman and retract it into their sleeves.

"These should be the talisman paper cranes mentioned many times in the classics." Li Muran was quite interested and took a few more glances.

"Those are talisman paper cranes, which are essentially high-quality talismans used for flight, but unfortunately they are expensive. Senior brother, I am accumulating spirit stones, and I will buy one if I have enough!" Qing Yuanzi murmured.

Li Muran asked with a moving heart: "How many spirit stones does a talisman paper crane require?"

Qing Yuanzi replied without hesitation: "The worst one is one hundred spirit stones. The one with a slightly better quality and the one with a faster flight will cost one hundred and fifty spirit stones, which is even more expensive."

"So expensive!" Li Muran was dumbfounded.

"Of course it's expensive! Only the elders of our sect's uncles and uncles can draw this kind of talisman. The talisman paper used is also third-level talisman paper, and a piece of talisman paper costs ten spirit stones." Qing Yuanzi said, and then took Li Muran into the market.

It is said that it is a market, but in fact it is just a few not too wide streets, with shops and pavilions on both sides of the street, and it is quite lively.

"There are all kinds of talismans, magic tools, elixirs, classics, and various raw materials in the market. Brother Zhao will read it slowly. Brother Zhao, I will go to the teahouse to taste a cup of spiritual tea first." Qing Yuanzi said goodbye and left.

In front of each shop, there were shopkeepers and waiters enthusiastically soliciting business. Some shopkeepers even took out treasures to demonstrate various magical powers on the spot, either spewing out flames or condensed ice, which attracted many people to watch. Li Muran looked at him from afar and felt his eyes wide open.

However, Li Muran looks young and has inconspicuous cultivation. He is a new disciple at first glance. Most of the people who come to the market are watching the fun, and there is no spiritual stone to visit the business. The shopkeepers looked at him and turned their attention to other customers, and no one paid attention to him at all.

On the contrary, once those disciples of the four sects with extraordinary aura and high cultivation appear in the market, they will be warmly entertained by various shops and vigorously promote various treasures.

Li Muran was short of money. Although he saw many treasures mentioned in classics, he did not dare to go up and play with the inquiry. He just took a few glances from afar.

As he walked and watched, a familiar smell suddenly floated into Li Muran's nose, making him feel refreshed.

"Lun Daoxuan!" Li Muran's heart moved: "It is a shop selling martial arts and scriptures."

Li Muran really wanted to go in and take a look, but unfortunately, a plaque at the door of this shop said, "Take ten spirit stones when you get started", which discouraged him.

After watching the market for a long time, Li Muran came to a shop specializing in selling talismans. Several young disciples were bargaining with the shopkeeper for a talisman paper crane.

After they finished the transaction, Li Muran stepped forward and asked timidly: "Shopkeeper, are you collecting the vitality talisman here?"

"Haha, it's collected." The fat middle-aged shopkeeper was quite kind. He smiled and said, "The store's purchase and sale of the Yuanqi Talisman is the same price, and it doesn't make any difference. It's just to accumulate some popularity. Take out any number of Yuanqi Talismans with little brothers. The price of a star Yuanqi Talisman is one spirit stone."

"I have four." Li Muran took out all the remaining energy talismans and said, "Please replace all four spirit stones with first-level talisman paper."

"No problem!" The shopkeeper smiled slightly, took out two stacks of talisman paper from a counter and handed it to Li Muran, and said, "There are twenty pieces of two stacks of one-level talisman paper, exactly four spirit stones."

The shopkeeper suddenly took out two pieces of talisman paper from the counter and handed it to Li Muran, saying, "My little brother has visited our store for the first time. These two pieces of talisman paper are gifts. If you need it in the future, you are welcome to come often!"

"Thank you, shopkeeper!" Li Muran carefully wrapped these talisman papers and put them in his arms.

But he was reluctant to leave because he noticed that there were various talismans sold in this talisman shop, as well as many treasure materials needed to make talismans, which were dazzling.

The shopkeeper had no intention of driving Li Muran away, so he asked him to take a look at it casually. Anyway, no other customers were there at this time.

Li Muran's eyes suddenly stopped on a row of tips, which were the size of a palm and seemed ordinary. Li Muran saw the most in the classics, and almost every classic would mention one or two.

"Do you want to buy a storage bag?" The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "This kind of low-level storage bag is only ten spirit stones per piece, which can accommodate a hundred times the size of the object."
Chapter completed!